"I don't see why not. I come from a ship that's in a situation just like this one. We'll probably need someone who can cook."

She doubted that even after the replicators were fixed, that they'd be able to rely on this as much as the crew was used to. If it was anything like with Voyager, they would have to conserve energy, and that meant replicator rations.

At the mention of the flanges, B'Elanna looks and turns the bottle the right way. "Oh, I see it." And takes another sip from it. Yep, that worked much better this time.